The Winter Wind

Then I hope the holly, this life is most jolly.
I hope, I hope, let the cold wind blow.
I hope, I hope, this life is most jolly.
Freeze me, wind, I feel no pain,
The wounds of men cut deeper still.
The holly scream through snow and rain,
But hearts grow cold against their will.
I hope, I hope, let the false ones go.
I hope, I hope, this life is most jolly.
I hope, sing I hope, unto the green holly,
Most friendship is fading, most loving may have folly.
Then I hope the holly, this life is most jolly.
I hope, I hope, let the cold wind blow.
I hope, I hope, this life is most jolly.
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, thou winter wind.